I'm really not a scumbag

“Brother Chen, are you singing at Zhonghui Plaza today?”

Luo Hong repeatedly compared the equipment in the video and asked tentatively.

Chen Jun was closing his eyes on the bed, and when he heard this, he said, “Yes.” ”

There is no need to hide it.

The three had seen one of his outfits, and if someone uploaded a video, they would have guessed that it was him.

“What singing?”

There was a pause in the hand of Hou Ping, who was playing Deser.

“What?” Zhou Hanliang was equally curious.

The two couldn’t help but flash the scene of Chen Jun singing on the street to make money, and they couldn’t help but muttered in their hearts that since Chen Jun had made a lot of money by speculating in stocks, how could he still sell and make money?

They had never heard Chen Jun sing, and occasionally heard him hum a few words, and the level was quite average.

Singing….

Did anyone get a show?

Or is it a community activity with people from the music club?

“You guys watch the video, Brother Chen is on fire.”

Luo Hong pointed to the computer screen, unplugged the headphones, and the other two immediately rushed over.

“Lying groove, it’s really Brother Chen, what are you doing wearing a mask? Looking at this outfit, especially the guitar, is too conspicuous. ”

“Is Brother Jun alone? Awesome. ”

The two glanced at the number of comments on Weibo, which had exceeded 5,000.

Not everyone will leave a message when browsing the video, and the real number of views will be dozens or hundreds of times the number of comments.

“Listen, it’s powerful.”

Luo Hong clicked play, leaned back in the chair, and closed his eyes.

Good singing to enjoy!

“La-la

“A southern girl lives in a village in the north…”

In the video, Chen Jun’s deep voice spreads outward with the speaker.

Zhou Hanliang and Hou Ping were originally making fun and listening casually.

As soon as Chen Jun spoke, the two couldn’t help but glance at each other, a little surprised.

“The second half is amazing.”

Luo Hong said with his eyes closed, put his fingers on his thighs, and began to beat the beat along with the song.

The second half?

The two wanted to say that it already sounds good now, can it be surpassed in the second half.

“She chewed gum and talked about ideals on the wall…”

From this sentence, Chen Jun’s level rose like a tall building on the ground.

The singing is beautiful, the rhythm is just right, like flowing water, like clouds and smoke around the mountains, the tranquility is comfortable!

“Groove!”

“Groove!”

The two spoke in unison, and they were indeed amazed, and they were amazed by Chen Jun’s singing.

A song ended, and the two slowly came back to their senses.

“Brother Chen, did you really sing it?”

Hou Ping said incredulously.

“It’s not me, is it you?” Chen Jun didn’t have a good air.

Hou Ping laughed dryly: “Last time I went to KTV, you still said that you would not sing with it, it turned out to be modest, my day.” ”

“It’s too TM to sound good, haha, if you are not too familiar with Brother Jun, you will definitely download it as a mobile phone ringtone.”

Zhou Hanliang is a straight man, but he doesn’t want to be mistaken for a base.

Chen Jun sat up straight and asked with a smile: “Where to watch the video?” ”

“Weibo.”

“Oh, how many plays?”

“Much!”

Chen Jun narrowed his eyes, how would Senior Sister Xia and Senior Sister Chen feel when they saw it.

I don’t know if Senior Sister Guo has returned to the bedroom?

At nine o’clock in the evening, 8 402 female dormitories.

A melodious song “Southern Girl” made the mysterious mask man reprinted and liked by many people in just two hours.

“Bluefish, does it sound good?”

Chen Ling and Xia Qingyu sat side by side, each with a headset.

“Sounds good.”

Xia Qingyu’s long white and tender fingers clicked the mobile phone screen again, wanting to listen to it a second time.

“It’s just, the guy in the video feels a little familiar.” She said uncertainly.

Especially dressed, Xia Qingyu involuntarily flashed a figure in his mind…

“Ah, you mean Chen Junmei? Isn’t that right, scumbag Chen? ”

Chen Ling blinked his eyes and said, “It’s indeed quite similar to the scumbag’s dress, well, the shape is also a little similar, but he doesn’t sing well, and he can’t be a guitar.” ”

“Hmm…” Xia Qingyu thought deeply.

“Hee-hee, shouldn’t you miss him?” Chen Ling blinked his beautiful big eyes, and his elbow hit Xia Qingyu.

Xia Qingyu turned his beautiful and delicate face expressionlessly, and said coldly: “I didn’t, but you, I didn’t fall asleep in the middle of the night last night, I heard you talking in your dreams, and I kept calling the name of the scumbag.” ”

“Huh? Have it? ”

Chen Ling stuck out his tongue in a weak heart.

In my dream last night, Chen Jun did appear.

In the dream, she and Chen Jun are still boyfriend and girlfriend, Chen Jun chases and fights with her, and she chases after her….

“You must have misheard!”

Chen Ling could see through the bright eyes of the Shangxia Qingyu, lowered his head, and his voice was weak.

“Really?” Xia Qingyu sneered.

“Hey, stop talking, I want to listen to songs!”

Chen Ling quickly ripped off the topic.

The two listened intently.

The second time, the third time, the fourth time….

According to Xia Qingyu, in the second half of this song, the level of the singer has improved a lot.

Just like the martial arts in the martial arts novel, he opened up the two veins of Ren Du and became a top master in martial arts!

“Great!”

Chen Ling said: “I want to download, the gao tide part is set as a mobile phone ringtone.” ”

“Again, only listen to the second half.”

Xia Qingyu clicked the phone screen again.

At this time, Guo Xiaoyu happened to return.

“What are you listening to?”

Guo Xiaoyu had an indescribable strangeness on his face, and he had a bad premonition in his heart.

“Oh, a song, just on fire tonight, there are people selling singing at Zhonghui Plaza near our school, listen to it well, does Sister Xiaoyu want to listen to it?”

Chen Ling took off the headphones on one side of him and smiled sweetly: “It’s great, I plan to set it as a mobile phone ringtone.” ”

Really!

Guo Xiaoyu’s face collapsed, hesitating whether to tell the two the truth.

Obviously it is a good song, how can I think of being sung by scumbag Chen, my heart is blocked!

【Ask for flowers, evaluation tickets, monthly passes, etc.】 】